Jiang Dongxue felt a bit uneasy, having her thoughts exposed.
Old Cen found it amusing, "Then do you know what kind of hardships Xu Qinghuan has also suffered? She ’lost’ her father at age three, her mother remarried, and she lived under others’ roofs, suffering the sa hardships. You’ve seen her. Has she ever blad the heavens and the earth?
You are much older than her, and even if you don’t understand many things, how many tis have I told you? Have you listened to it in your heart?"
Jiang Dongxue closed her eyes, "I can’t do it!"
There was a spiteful energy in her heart she couldn’t vent. She couldn’t stand anyone better than her. Xu Qinghuan’s eternally calm deanour, even when she lowered her head in front of her, felt blindingly glaring.
Old Cen said, "She is the student I set my sights on. She was late for your first class because the dean took her to the Army General Hospital and got delayed. You handled it very poorly. Your class should have been stopped in the first place. If you don’t want to teach their class, then don’t teach it anymore.
Think things through clearly before you talk about resuming your position."
Jiang Dongxue was extrely shocked, "Why should my class be stopped?"
Old Cen said, "Is it reasonable to refuse to let a student into the classroom? Even if the student violated regulations, doesn’t the school have rules? Do you expect the dean to explain the student’s tardiness to you?"
Jiang Dongxue suddenly felt aggrieved, her face full of tears, "I am not convinced! I am the teacher, she is just a student, moreover a student from the countryside. Why should she be favored at the expense of my dignity?"
Jiang Dongxue’s voice grew louder, "Back when my father was called back to the country, it wasn’t like this."
Old Cen looked at her calmly, "It’s no use telling these things. I’ve said it before; this is caused by the tis. You are a scholar, yet your thinking is so narrow.
You think your father contributed a lot to the country. Well, many others sacrificed their lives to defend the motherland. So people, after surviving death, still devote the rest of their lives to the country without hesitation. What about people like them?"
Jiang Dongxue turned away, "That’s their choice!"
"If you don’t want to, the country’s policies have now opened up. Go wherever you wish, as Yan University is too small a place for you!"
Jiang Dongxue was stunned, "Old Cen, are you driving away?"
Jiang Dongxue abruptly opened the door, seeing Xu Qinghuan standing outside. She might have overheard the conversation.
"Were you eavesdropping?" Jiang Dongxue was furious.
Xu Qinghuan ignored her, instead entering the office and locking the door behind her.
Jiang Dongxue kicked the door hard, making a loud bang. Unsatisfied, she kicked it again, her anger turning to tears, feeling as if she had no way to vent her anger and grievances.
Old Cen was truly angry, getting up with a furious look, but was stopped by Xu Qinghuan, "Teacher, I think Teacher Jiang’s emotions are a significant problem."
She pointed to her head and spoke very gently, "I heard that after she returned to the country, she only stayed in the city for two years before being forced to go to the countryside, resulting in long-term depression, which easily causes ntal illness."
Yan University established a psychology laboratory as early as 1917.
By now, psychology might not be known to many in society, but Xu Qinghuan knew that the military always had psychologists.
Old Cen didn’t expect this to be the case, "There are very few psychologists in the country, and if they exist, who knows in which remote corner they are."
This wasn’t sothing Xu Qinghuan could worry about.
"Although psychological illnesses are a private matter, Old Cen, I hope that Teacher Jiang’s condition can draw the school’s attention. I don’t want the societal uproar to bla it on should she act out in extre ways in the future."
Cen Zhongshu, though never having experienced online violence from later tis, understood the terror of rumors well, "I will take this matter seriously."
As she gathered her class’s notebooks to leave, Old Cen called her back, "From now on, you will be responsible for grading the students’ assignnts in the pathology course. Summarize each assignnt’s situation for ."
Xu Qinghuan was used to doing these tasks for Zhang Huaishan, so she wasn’t concerned.
Cen Zhongshu reminded, "Don’t grade the assignnts incorrectly. Even if you score full marks in the exam, I won’t let you pass if you make a mistake."
"Got it, as long as you don’t set the exam questions wrong."
Ah, Cen Zhongshu let out a cold chuckle, this little girl was quite arrogant, but he liked students like that. Jiang Dongxue’s personality was overly stubborn, which is why she developed psychological issues.
Neither Cen Zhongshu nor Shen Jiangli dared to let Jiang Dongxue escalate the situation. If she were rely causing a ruckus without reason, it wouldn’t be a problem. Everyone knows that people with ntal illnesses are prone to extre actions, which would harm the school’s reputation.
Shen Jiangli had previously audited psychology courses abroad and had so research, and after talking with Jiang Dongxue, he arranged for a military psychologist to assess her. She did indeed have a relatively severe ntal illness.
However, currently, it was not possible to judge which category of psychological illness she belonged to and even less so to determine a treatnt direction.
The doctor said, "In the military, people also experience depression and extre thinking, but they have a code of conduct as soldiers. Knowing certain thoughts are against military rules, they would forcibly correct their thoughts and behaviors."
"But ordinary people lack this awareness, and they often have a strong sense of revenge. Such people usually harbor a hatred of the world, and asures must be taken to prevent them from having self-destructive or outwardly destructive tendencies."
This frightened Shen Jiangli and Cen Zhongshu, "What should we do about this?"
The doctor said, "This case also reminds us that in the field of psychology, we have no foundation at all. Whereas in this field, Western countries started earlier and progressed quickly. I suggest the school should establish such courses and systematically train specialized talents in this area."
Truly, now is overwhelming, with one psychologist serving the role of ten, and yet the country is a complete blank slate. When will it be enough?!
But once entering the military, even if the uniform is taken off, permission to go abroad is impossible.
Leaving the school, Xu Qinghuan and Jiang Xingye went together to the Army General Hospital.
Jian Jingchuan was placed in a cadre ward, a single room. Although the conditions couldn’t compare with later tis, given the scarcity of dical resources, to enjoy a single room was due to his high rank.
"Dad!"
Xu Qinghuan pushed open the door, seeing Jian Jingchuan, her heart full of grievances, calling out once, and sitting by the bed in tears.
Jian Jingchuan had never seen his daughter like this before, becoming flustered. He hastily got out of bed to wipe her tears, "What’s going on, who bullied you?"
Jiang Xingye placed the food he brought aside, seeing Jian Jingchuan’s sharp gaze directed at him, he was sowhat speechless, "It wasn’t !"
Xu Qinghuan cried, "How many tis have I asked you before this? I asked about the situation of your injuries, I asked if there were any fragnts inside your body, why did you lie to ? When I asked you to go to the hospital for a checkup, you just brushed off.
Now you are lying in the hospital, and you didn’t even tell . Dad, if you are so disdainful of , I might as well not co from now on!"
Jian Jingchuan found it more terrifying than going to the battlefield, having to watch his daughter cry.
Reviews
All reviews (0)